||A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras
ok, here goes...
Thursday: Got up, went up by school for a little while to smoke a blunt in the morning, went to some peoples houses and smoked. Went and got my check, and got pierced. Double labret. Went and bought some weed, went and smoked with jackie and brandon and jason, i accidentally broke her glass graffix steamroller. Then went home and slept.
Friday: woke up, went back to sleep. Woke up again later, and aparently i was given permission to stay home, went to work. got a call from nicole, i guess jared wanted to talk to me, so me and pasty and stanchik went over to nicoles so we could see jared and do a little business. after that was done we smoked ourselves stupid and i went home and dreamed of an existance that doesn't so closely resemble hell.
Saturday: woke up, washed clothes and showered, got hair braided, and made arangements for transportation of everyone to jasons party. Then went and sold some cds at take two for $25. Through several trips and a lot of running around, we gathered everyone at maries, at least what we thought was everyone. The list goes as follows: Me, Jason, Queef, Eric, Pasty, Amber, Evan, Criss Cross, Ross, Marie, Charles, Brandon, Stanchik, and a friend of Ross's i don't know. before we left to stanchiks house, we accumulated 4 more guests, 4 bitches. Kyana, Amber, Dana, and one who's name i can't remember. we all end up at stanchiks, minus Marie, charles and brandon. Then we open the hard liquor (1.75L x UV blue raspberry, cheap whiskey). We finished all of the uv, most of the whiskey, and a 30 pack of bud dry. Steadily smoking of course. This was when i got that little bitch (amber (not the one that we originally brought) to drink all that vodka. Evan Fucked dana, and according to some she is now pregnant, but that remains to be seen. Good fun was had by all. Except for me wanting to beat the shit out of a few people (including myself) on several ocasions, but hey, shit happens. Everyone passes out around 5am.
Sunday: Wake up, try to regroup and figure out where i am and who i am. I'm still drunk. I only slept 3 hours. Me and evan and jason are the only survivors still willing to continue on and brave the storm of substance abuse. So we do. We go to Marie's again and finish off the whiskey and another 30 pack and a half of bud dry and a case of budweiser, smoke some opium, and bum cigarettes. I call brandon, who tells me to meet him at family video. I do this, we go back to his place, me, lenny, brandon , jackie and paul smoke and watch movies. i go home and dream of my real life. Which does closely resemble hell.
Monday: I wake up, still in recovery from the weekend and with full blown bronchitis, i stay home again because of this. I wake up and actually get out of bed around 3:30, and find out i have to work at 5. I go to work, with a quick stop at the gas station to pick up some ephedrine of course, and do my shitty job for 4 hours and go home. The rest of the night was spent telling Emily a story, smoking cigarettes, and thinking. And that brings up up to now, with me still sitting here thinking.
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